"Ding"
Another text message arrived on her phone, this time it was a credit alert.
That pathetic single-digit balance had finally grown to five digits.
Su Li remembered from the original owner's memory that today was the payment day for the project he had taken.
The timing of the money was just right.
At the same time, a call came from the neighbor girl.
As Su Li was slipping on shoes and grabbing keys to head out, she cradled the phone between her ear and shoulder, half-listening to her neighbor girl, the goddess in the original owner's heart, babble on with complaints.
"Su Shi, are you listening?"
After the rant, and not receiving the usual sympathy and comfort, Yuan Qingmei on the other end of the line asked with some confusion.
Su Li responded indifferently, "Hmm," thought for a moment, and added, "So, why are you telling me all this? What is it you want?"
There was a surprised "Ah" from the other end, followed by a full load of resentment.
